novelraw Chapter 61 Countdown to Song Jing's Memory Recovery 3
Chapter 61 Countdown to Song Jing's Memory Recovery 3
Seeing more beautiful babies will give birth to babies that will grow up well?It was the first time for Song Jing to hear this statement, and she couldn't hide the novelty in her eyes. Lin Yelan, who was opposite her, was still looking down at the picture on her phone. It was rare to see such a soft smile on her face. Song Jing His fingers twirled slightly, and his eyes glanced over. The child in the picture was indeed well-opened. He cleared his throat slightly;
"Your photo is quite cute. Send it to me. I'll look at it in advance. Maybe the child will look good in the future."
He tried his best to hide the embarrassment in his heart, Lin Yelan raised her head in shock after hearing this, she didn't miss the gaze he was still looking at her mobile phone, and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle;
"Look? What's the use of seeing it? It's up to the mother who gave birth to the baby."
Song Jing held up the teacup to cover the corners of her lips;
"I'll just talk about it casually. This kid is good-looking, and he can be used as a screensaver. He is almost blind from reading documents every day."
Lin Yelan was deeply touched by this point, but she couldn't help but say something more when she thought about the relationship between the person opposite and Qin Mo;
"Are you really married to Qin Mo?"
Song Jing smiled;
"May I show you the marriage certificate?"
Lin Yelan waved her hand;
"That's not necessary. It's not easy for you to achieve a positive result after going through so many things. It's also good. When I see President Qin in the future, I won't be too angry. But I'll tell you Ah, the child is a problem when you are together, don't do anything stupid."
Those eyes fell on Song Jing's face with a sense of reminder, Song Jing naturally understood what she was worried about;
"You worry a lot. Now that I have decided to be with him, how can I do other stupid things? It was a misunderstanding before, and now it's too late for me to be nice to him."
He and Lin Yelan can also be regarded as good friends who can talk. The two had a meal. Lin Yelan had just turned three months, but her appetite was much better than Qin Mo's before, almost eating more than usual There are even more, Song Jing is also happy for her;
"Then you should let go of the company's affairs behind you?"
Lin Yelan nodded while drinking the soup;
"Well, it's not a big problem in the past few months. I didn't have any big reactions. It's just that our teacher Mu is nervous. I have gained weight. Our teacher Mu lost two catties nervously. His My body can't stand the toss, it hurts me so much."
In the afternoon, Qin Mo held a video conference at home. Song Jing attended the meeting at the company. During the whole process, he never took his eyes off the person on the screen. Although he wanted to keep looking at him, he still didn't want him to be too tired. Hurry up, the meeting ended in less than 20 minutes. Qin Mo glanced at Song Jing through the screen with a half-smile.
Song Jing's work efficiency is not ordinary. His understanding of the Qin family may be higher than Qin Mo's estimate. Now his identity is not as unclear as before, and some work in the Qin family can be smoother. However, it is inevitable that there are some bad rumors about him among the Qin family. For example, he finally succeeded in taking the position and couldn't wait to tell Qin what to do. Naturally, such a message could not be hidden from Song Jing. Leaning up, he tapped the tabletop with the cap of his pen, and cast his sharp eyes on the executives in the row below to speak clearly;
"I don't care what your attitudes or thoughts are about me personally, and I'm not interested in knowing. You can maintain different opinions on me, but one thing, don't discount the things and work I have explained to me. I hope you can cooperate happily in the future."
Now, when the Qin family is in turmoil, there are certain things that he would not be able to have Qin Mo come forward to be effective, but now he does not allow anyone or anything to affect that person's body, and he does not allow the people below to be obedient to him. He didn't care what he thought, as long as the job was done.
As soon as it was 05:30 in the evening, Song Jing left the office chair on time, picked up her coat and went downstairs. There was still a photo in her phone that she asked for from Lin Yelan at noon. After printing out the poster, just to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he was still planning to go out and enlarge it for printing.
Qin Mo had a video meeting in the afternoon and lost energy. He lay down and slept for a while. When he woke up, it was already past four o'clock. When it was almost evening, he looked up at his watch. Seeing that it was already six o'clock in the evening and no one came back, Zhou Hai guessed what was on his mind and didn't say anything.
Song Jing waited for the poster to come out and drove home quickly, just in time for the evening rush hour, and it was almost seven o'clock when he got home. Zhou Hai was in the living room when he entered the house, and he didn't smell any smell of food, so he went in immediately. Room;
"How is he? Have you eaten?"
Zhou Hai put away the mobile phone in his hand;
"Mr. Qin is not very energetic in the afternoon. In the evening, he said that he has no appetite or food. His heart is in good condition. When he just woke up, he felt a little palpitated and flustered. He felt better after resting for a while. I saw that he looked at his watch frequently just now and thought he was waiting for you. .”
After hearing this, Song Jing immediately went into the bedroom. The room was a bit dark, and the speaker on one side was singing nursery rhymes. It was the person who was listening to prenatal education music. He was holding the painting in his hand, but Qin Mo didn't see it. He thought of Zhou Hai He laughed at the words, this person probably waited for him to come back and was unhappy that he came back late, but these words must not be broken.
"Look at what I got back?"
He stood in front of the bed with his hand behind his back holding the poster in his hand, and looked at the person on the bed with a smile. Qin Mo opened his eyelids and looked too lazy to pay attention to him;
"Mr. Song has all kinds of opportunities, what else can he think of bringing back?"
This kind of Qin Mo is usually rare, Song Jing suddenly took the painting in his hand and unfolded it in front of him, and the pictures of two chubby, cute and painful little dolls appeared directly in front of Qin Mo's eyes. The child on the screen is really cute, as if smiling at him through the drawing paper, Qin Mo's eyes widened slightly;
"Where did you get it?"
Song Jing just sat beside his bed and laughed;
"Lin Yelan came over at noon, invited her to a meal, and only then did I find out that she was pregnant. I asked for this photo from her. She said that when you are pregnant, you should look at pictures of beautiful and cute children and fantasize more. The appearance of the child in my stomach, thinking about his eyes and nose, so that the child will look good when he is born. These two photos were selected by her. I think they are really good-looking. I printed the poster after work at night , let's hang it up too, take a look when you're free, our baby will definitely be smart and beautiful in the future."
Looking at the stunned expression on the person on the bed, Song Jing knew that it must be the first time he had heard such a statement, so she added another sentence without giving him a chance to refute;
"We'd rather believe it, but I heard that old people used to post pictures like this at home. Some of them are beautiful New Year pictures dolls. They are a beautiful meaning. If you are fine, just think about the child's appearance." , it might affect the secretion of hormones, and the child was born just as you thought."
Although Qin Mo was dubious and disagreed with such a statement, but after all, it involved a child. He subconsciously stroked his stomach to see whether he was rejecting Song Jing's behavior of hanging the poster. The two beautiful babies just hung on the poster. Facing the position of the bed.
Song Jing held his arm;
"I heard from Zhou Hai that you haven't eaten at night, so get up and eat something. I'll help you massage your body when you feel sore."
In the past few months, Qin Mo has actually gotten used to Song Jing being busy taking care of him by his side. In the evening, Zhou Hai ate dinner and explained Song Jing's request for evening care before returning home.
Maybe it's because the child is getting older and is squeezing his stomach. Qin Mo's appetite has not been very good these days, and he has to put down his chopsticks after eating a little. Song Jing was a little worried and asked Zhou Hai privately. After a period of time, it will be better for the child to go down slowly, and it is best to eat less and more meals now.
Song Jing was about to send Qin Mo back to his room after dinner when he stopped him;
"Don't lie down anymore, I've been lying down for a whole day, help me walk."
Qin Mo's body was getting heavy, and his heart was not feeling very well. He was short of breath when he stood up. Song Jing didn't worry about supporting his body, and waited for him to stand still before helping him to the small garden outside. Qin Mo let him go I walked around the small garden twice, but after all, the place is small and there is no extra place to go.
He sat down on a deck chair beside him and said casually;
"Tomorrow you will have someone clean up the Qingshan Lake courtyard."
Song Jing was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this person was here because of the turmoil in the Qin family when he was discharged from the hospital. Qin Mo's identity was sensitive and it was difficult to reveal it. Now that the turmoil has subsided, this person wants to move out.
Qingshan Lake Bieyuan is a private property of Qinmo, with carved railings and painted buildings. The back garden is the most famous Qingshan Lake in Kuncheng. It sits on the best location of Yunta Mountain beside Qingshan Lake, and it is an excellent place for self-cultivation. Compared with here It would indeed be more comfortable for Qin Mo to go there;
"Okay, I'll make arrangements tomorrow, and you can live more comfortably there."
As long as it involves Qin Mo, Song Jing's efficiency is not generally high. He took time out the next day to go to Qingshan Bieyuan. I have to say that this place is really unique. Qingshan Lake, looking out from the bedroom is the Qingshan Lake with blue waves.
On the third day, Song Jing took Qin Mo to live here. In fact, he only came to live here when he first met Qin Mo. Later, Qin Mo was busy and didn't have much free time to come and live here, because Qin Mo Mo's physical condition, only the outermost kitchen was left in the whole yard, and there were only two of them in the inner yard.
All kinds of discomforts in the third trimester of pregnancy came one after another. Qin Mo hardly had a good night’s sleep due to frequent waking up at night. He had to get up and go to the bathroom just after falling asleep. The child's stomach is oppressed, making it difficult for him to have a good appetite. He often can't eat after just a few mouthfuls, and the painful sacral pain is even more like a shadow.
Qingshan Bieyuan is also beautiful even in winter. From the master bedroom, you can see a plum grove. The pool beside the plum grove is directly connected to the Qingshan Lake outside. Mo is not happy, she has not had a good face since she moved in, and a little bit of the flesh that she will raise in the past few months can be seen to fall off, and if she is uncomfortable, she will not have a good temper. The feeling of upset and irritable revived again, sometimes Song Jing would choke when he said something wrong, although he didn't want to do that himself, but his temper came up even if he couldn't control it.
Song Jing knew that he was not feeling well. He only held the most necessary meetings at the company every day. If he couldn't handle it, he would hand it over to Qin Mo for a video conference. The time to go home at night was getting earlier every day. At that time, Qin Mo was sitting alone in the warm pavilion in the other courtyard. This warm pavilion was a small pavilion built by the lake at the entrance. It could enjoy the cool in summer and keep warm in winter. The afterglow sprinkled on the man through the window.
He approached lightly, and saw that the man's cheeks had lost a lot of weight. He was leaning on the recliner, with a light gray cashmere blanket casually placed on his body, with his hands resting on his stomach. After making some noise, Qin Mo gently opened his eyelids, the haggard look on his face and the tiredness in his eyes couldn't be concealed, Song Jing looked distressed;
"Dinner has been brought in. There is lotus leaf chicken and pigeon soup that you said you wanted at noon. Shall we go down and try it?"
Qin Mo's body was exhausted and tight, and he didn't want to move his place. Now when he woke up, he just propped up his waist and leaned in;
"Bring it up."
Seeing that he didn't want to move, Song Jing went down and brought up the food below, and helped him put a bowl of pigeon soup in front of him. Then Qin Mo stood up with his elbows on the armrest. He still wanted to eat the dishes at noon. Seeing him now, he lacked a bit of appetite. His stomach has not been very comfortable these few days. He obviously feels hungry, but after only two bites, he will easily feel full and bloated. Now he picks up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and feels The chicken was a bit cold, and it even gave off a fishy smell. The feeling of nausea immediately rushed up. He turned his head and covered his mouth with a tissue to spit it out. The retching that kept going up made him very upset. The chopsticks in my hand fell out;
"If you don't want me to eat it, just tell me, you don't know how hot the dish is when it's cold?"
After he finished speaking, he could not stop retching, the cold sweat on his back was pouring out one after another, his eyes were a little dark, Song Jing hurried over and put his arms around his shoulders and patted him on the back;
"It's my fault, I'm going to get hot soon, soon."
"Take it away, don't eat it."
Qin Mo couldn't lift his strength all over his body, he could only breathe out, Song Jing persuaded him patiently;
"You didn't eat a few mouthfuls at noon, so you should use a little this evening. If you are not hungry, the little ones in your stomach will be hungry too."
But he didn't expect this sentence to suddenly step on Qin Mo's sensitive nerves, and his complexion suddenly turned cold;
"Hmph, you only see what's in your stomach, right? Don't you understand? Don't eat it, take it away."
The smell of pigeon soup made his stomach so nauseous that he couldn't smell it any more.
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